Message-ID: <1918eli$9707051120@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Archived-At: <URL:http://www.netusa.net/~eli/erotica/assm/Year97/1918.txt> From: j_greenwald@nevermind.com (j. greenwald) Subject: My Neighbor's Daughter--interracial, intergenerational Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d X-Newsreader: Forte Free Agent 1.0.82 Path: qz!not-for-mail Organization: The Committee To Thwart Spam Approved: <usenet-approval@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Moderator-Contact: Eli the Bearded <story-admin@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Story-Submission: <story-submit@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Original-Message-ID: <5pjsh3$208@argentina.earthlink.net> My Neighbor's Daughter by Joseph Greenwald **************************************************************************** NOTE: This story is for adult fiction and features erotic material dealing with intergenerational and interracial sex. Don't read it if this sort of literature offends you and don't allow children to read it. **************************************************************************** My Neighbor's Daughter My name is Don. I am a 32 year-old single, Black man. I am also a registered nurse with a BSN degree. Nurses earn much better salaries than they used and I own a nice three bedroom home in a mostly white, middle-class suburb. My favorite recreation is swimming and one of the reasons I bought the house I did is because it has a fairly good-sized (20X35') inground swimming pool. I enjoy it immensely, but soon found that the neighborhood kids all wanted to use my pool. I can't allow them unsupervised access, of course, and I have no desire to spend all of my free time being a lifeguard. I post the hours I will allow swimming on the fence gate every week and let the kids come only at those times. Mostly it's younger kids, 8-12, who use the pool, but some teenagers and adults also use it. The only real problem I've had so far is getting the kids to leave when pool hours are up. They have a lot of fun, but I need my rest because I work the nightshift. Six years ago, my pool hours were from 12 to 2:30. All the kids left without much resistance except for Ashley, my neighbor's daughter, a blue-eyed blonde with a pageboy cut who promises to be a real beauty when she grows up. Already she has nice legs and a cute little butt. She is a very sociable person and always liked talking with me about any topic imaginable for a intelligent child of 12. Well, one Tuesday Ashley followed me into the house when I announced the closing of the pool, begging me to let her stay a while longer--just a few minutes. Can't have that, of course, so I politely and firmly told her no. I had already had some sleep and it was the first of three days off, but I decided to take a nap. I headed for the bedroom thinking Ashley had left. I even pulled back the curtain to be sure she was not in or around the pool. No sign of Ashley. This will probably sound vain or maybe even effeminant, but I like to use body lotion when I go to bed. It relaxes me and keeps my skin healthy and moist. So I stripped my swimsuit off and began began rubbing the lotion in. As sometimes happens when I do this, I got a hard-on. I finished the rub-in and lay on my back on the bed, jacking off. Then I heard a low cough. I looked up and towards the noise. There at the door was Ashley. "What in the H--- are you doing here?" I said, pushing a pillow down to conceal myself. "I could ask the same of you," she answered. "I can't go home. My mom and dad are at work and I forgot my key. It's too hot to be outside unless you let me swim a little longer." "Well," I said, "I can't let you swim. Do you always peak in on strangers in their bedrooms?" "Not always," she said, "but I've never seen a naked black man and I was curious." "Curiosity satisfied?" I asked. "Not really. I didn't get a really good look. Will you let me watch you a while longer?" You could have floored me when she asked me that question. My mouth must have dropped open because she quickly added, "Don't be such a prude! I know what you were doing, Mr. Brownlee. You were jacking off. I just never seen anyone jack off before and I wanted to see what happens." I was thoroughly confused. This was an twelve year old white girl and I was a thirty-two year old Black man. This could be real trouble. On the other hand my cock was still quite hard. Cocks have no consciences and this one of mine liked Ashley. "Well," I said, "this will have to be a secret between you and me. It could cause a lot of trouble for both of us if anyone found out." "I'm good at keeping secrets," she said. "Now, can I?" What the hell, I thought so I told her to come on in and have a good look. She came in and sat down on the edge of the bed, full of expectancy. I removed the pillow and put my cock on display for her. She was on my righthand side so I used my left hand to lift up my balls and began stroking my cock very gently. She oohed and aahed. "I like it," she said. "You have a very nice penis. It is so big and black and stiff." She watched for a minute or so as I began stroking it more smartly. Then she said, "Can I touch it? Just so I will know what it feels like." I had gone so far I saw no additional harm or danger in this. She touched my cock rather gingerly and then ran her hand over it gently. I told her she could try jacking me off too, if she wanted. She wanted. She grasped it roughly like she was trying to pull it off so I had to give her instructions on doing it right. She soon got the knack of it and whacked away gayly for half a minute or so. Then she stopped and stared at it, eyes open wide. "What's the matter?" I asked. "It's leaking." I looked and saw a drop of pre-cum dancing around on the glans. I told her what it was. Ah, wise little girl. She didn't know a thing about pre-cum or cum. I explained to her that I had been jacking off so I would cum, so that I would discharge my semen. I told her this was very pleasurable--not as good as fucking, but good. She wanted to know what was the difference between jacking off and fucking. I explain that jacking off is using the man or woman's hand to stimulate the penis so that it would cum. Fucking involved putting the penis in the woman's vagina and pumping it in and out to stimulate the penis so it would cum. "So that's what a vagina is for!" she said. "It's not just so babies can come out." she said. "Right," I said. "I can see that jacking off is fun for the man, but it's hard work for a woman to do it for a man--and it's not that much fun once you see what's involved." "Is fucking any better for a woman?" "Yes, of course," I said. "When you're grown up and start having sex with a man you will find it is very beautiful and very pleasurable." "I can't do it now?" she said. That would be going much too far. "Not yet," I said. "Your vagina isn't developed enough. You will have to wait until you grow up." "I am almost grown up," she said. "Want to see?" With that she slipped out of her one-piece swimsuit. Her breasts were clearly beginning to swell, but there was only a little fuzz around her pussy. That didn't stop Ashley. She turned her butt to me and bent over, spreading her legs to show me her asshole and pussy. She even spread her pussy lips for me to see her hole. "I wanna try it, Mr. Brownlee," she said. "Please?" Much to dangerous for me. "No," I said. "It wouldn't be right. "What can we do that will be fun for me too?" she wanted to know. I told her I could lick her pussy and she could see if she liked that. She nodded her acceptance and I told her to back up onto my face. She really had a darling little pussy, but I especially wanted to get a close look at her sweet little asshole. I began licking around her labia and clit, teasing her and doing my best to stimulate her into having her first climax. She responded and after a few minutes had a small climax, grunting softly. "That was nice, Mr. Brownlee," she said. She moved to get off, but I held her legs and kept her on my face. "Ashley," I said. "I think you just had your first orgasm. Is that right?" "Yessss," she said. "Believe me, they will get better and better as you grow up. Ashley I need to have an orgasm too. Will you help me?" "I guess so," she said. "What do want me to do? Change your mind about fucking me?" "Can't do that," I said. "What I would like you to do is let me go on licking you while I jack off. It would be especially beautiful if you will let me lick you in a very special place." "My pussy is very special, isn't it?" she said. "Well, yes, of course it is. But, there is another place that even more special for me. It won't hurt and you will probably like it too." "Okay, Mr. Brownlee. I think I know what your special place is. You want to lick my asshole, don't you?" I didn't answer her verbally. I just began pushing my tongue up the sides of her asscrack, avoiding the asshole at first, but finally zeroing in on it. She didn't relax her sphincter and allow me the access I wanted so I said, "Ashley, I need your help. Relax your muscles there and let my tongue come in." I felt her resistance weaken and pushed my tongue in a half inch or so, holding it there, savoring the iron taste assholes usually have. I gave time for her sphincter to relax more. When I sensed that it had, I pushed my tongue more deeply inside her and began licking in and out very gently. I had been stroking my cock rather energetically and felt myself almost ready to cum, but I let up. There was something else I wanted Ashley to do first. "Ashley," I said, "Can you sit upright on my face and pump your butt against my face. "Oh," she said, "you want me to fuck your tongue with my asshole, don't you?" Sweet Ashley had a instinctual grasp for sex. She did as I asked. I felt the delicious sensations of her asshole fucking my tongue and came in a great eruption of semen. It must have shot two feet because I got some of it on her thighs. What a glorious fuck. It is obviously a relationship that could not go any further. I was very relieved when Ashley's father, Peter, told me a couple of days later they were moving to Seattle. That was six years ago. Last April, six months ago, they moved back to Jacksonville to a house just three houses down from where they used to live next door to me and I saw Ashley once again. She had become a real beauty, long blonde hair, nice legs and butt and fairly goodsized boobs. "That was a long time ago," I thought. "She isn't jailbait anymore, but you won't be getting into her little white pussy." I was wrong though. At the start of swimming season in early May, Ashley came over to swim and, also, to flirt with me. She ended, saying, "You were right, Mr. Brownlee, it does get better as you grow up. The first time was very special for me. I won't forget it, but I was just wondering. . . Now that I am grown up, how would you feel about. . . you know, the two of us, you know, like fucking?" "Ashley," I said, "call me Don. I am a positive kind of guy. Sounds good to me." That was five months ago. Yesterday, we went shopping for an engagement ring and maternity clothes. Neither Ashley nor I like condoms. -- +--------------' Story submission `-+-' Moderator contact `------------+ | story-submit@qz.little-neck.ny.us | story-admin@qz.little-neck.ny.us | | Archive site +--------------------+------------------+ Newsgroup FAQ | \ <URL:http://www.netusa.net/~eli/erotica/assm/> .../assm/faq.html> /